Today I finished one of my first found poems, and I thought that I would share it with all of you. For those who do not know what a found poem is: it is when you take of words and such from other existing poems to create a new one. The four poems I've used for mine were "Being Old" by an unknown author, "Elena" by Pat Mora, "Mother to Son" by Langston Hughes, and "My Papa's Waltz" by Theodore Roethke.
As old as you are
You do not understand.
And the songs
And the laugher of little ones are deaf to you.
We, being young, are reaching for the stars,
But the splinters of the old
Turn our light into dark.
The steps we take to touching the stars
Are on the crystal stair;
“Hard” is not the word.
Our skyscrapers will not tumble
Or be forgotten,
But they will be forever.
They are forever.